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I NEED SLEEP.
Last night, Kari suggested that I take 2 sedatives at 10:00, with the expectation that it would clobber me by 11:00. At 11:00, the ever-present panic started to leave my system, and by 11:30 I was feeling pretty mellow. It didn't take me long to pass out. That's awesome.
Kari claimed that I might be a little rough to get up in the morning, but I scoffed at her since my liver is a commercial model that spits silly domestic sedatives out of it like an industrial process.
At 3:30 I got up, and was instantly awake. Ok. 4 hours of uninterupted sleep is actually not too bad for me, especially recently. I lay there trying to go back to sleep, but my mind started to compose letters to people that are waiting for a new letter from me... I just lay there, editing my thoughts and refining my literary style.
At about 4, I got out of bed and gave up. My mind was too active to give up and go to sleep, so I had to roll out of bed and compose. I belted out emails until 5:30, including a contemplative and quite literate one to one of Pete's friends. It was a lovely morning, with Mississauga glowing orange from the sodium lamps in the pre-dawn snow.
Kari let me sleep in until 8, to my horror. She had thought that I had said that I needed to be at my Mississauga client by 10... But that was incorrect. I promised to be on-site at 9. I rushed around her apartment, preparing for the day and got into my car to fight in the post-first-snow traffic. It was wet, slushy hell with the roads littered with minor accidents, snow plows, fire trucks and tow trucks.
I got to the client 10 minutes late... but nobody really minded. Over half of their office hadn't made it in by the time I had gotten there, including their whole internal IT staff. As is typical at this client, I sat down to be informed that their IT had locked down my account again.
I promised to be on-site at 9, and showed up at 9:10. I started work at 9:15, and my log in was unlocked by 9:45... By my accounts, I just billed them over $3 a minute for 30 minutes for me to write personal emails on my laptop. By 11, still 3 of 3 people that I NEEDED to talk to had not made it in to work... and I was informed that 2 of those had called in as a "snow day". Bloody wonderful. I risked life and limb to get in, and they didn't even bother trying.
I love my clients some days. >_
Last night, Kari suggested that I take 2 sedatives at 10:00, with the expectation that it would clobber me by 11:00. At 11:00, the ever-present panic started to leave my system, and by 11:30 I was feeling pretty mellow. It didn't take me long to pass out. That's awesome.
Kari claimed that I might be a little rough to get up in the morning, but I scoffed at her since my liver is a commercial model that spits silly domestic sedatives out of it like an industrial process.
At 3:30 I got up, and was instantly awake. Ok. 4 hours of uninterupted sleep is actually not too bad for me, especially recently. I lay there trying to go back to sleep, but my mind started to compose letters to people that are waiting for a new letter from me... I just lay there, editing my thoughts and refining my literary style.
At about 4, I got out of bed and gave up. My mind was too active to give up and go to sleep, so I had to roll out of bed and compose. I belted out emails until 5:30, including a contemplative and quite literate one to one of Pete's friends. It was a lovely morning, with Mississauga glowing orange from the sodium lamps in the pre-dawn snow.
Kari let me sleep in until 8, to my horror. She had thought that I had said that I needed to be at my Mississauga client by 10... But that was incorrect. I promised to be on-site at 9. I rushed around her apartment, preparing for the day and got into my car to fight in the post-first-snow traffic. It was wet, slushy hell with the roads littered with minor accidents, snow plows, fire trucks and tow trucks.
I got to the client 10 minutes late... but nobody really minded. Over half of their office hadn't made it in by the time I had gotten there, including their whole internal IT staff. As is typical at this client, I sat down to be informed that their IT had locked down my account again.
I promised to be on-site at 9, and showed up at 9:10. I started work at 9:15, and my log in was unlocked by 9:45... By my accounts, I just billed them over $3 a minute for 30 minutes for me to write personal emails on my laptop. By 11, still 3 of 3 people that I NEEDED to talk to had not made it in to work... and I was informed that 2 of those had called in as a "snow day". Bloody wonderful. I risked life and limb to get in, and they didn't even bother trying.
I love my clients some days. >_